Secret Valentine
Copyright© 2023 by OmegaPet-58
Chapter 22: The Big Night
Romantic Sex Story: Chapter 22: The Big Night - Melanie, struggling single mother to Amy, 4, is lonely and financially desperate. Unexpectedly, a prosperous but secretive admirer makes contact, but only in ways that conceal his identity. Because, he says, he has crippling shyness. His missteps almost end the relationship before it can begin. Just when a breakthrough seems possible, he disappears! — Possibly my best story here on SOL. Romantic, not very explicit. Hope you like it! (Revised 2/17/23)
Caution: This Romantic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Romantic Heterosexual Fiction Rags To Riches Tear Jerker Slow
Tuesday, February 14, 2023, 5 p.m.
Melanie had delivered her super-excited daughter to Jordan’s house for the sleepover. Now, she was putting together her new outfit. The gown was a luxurious deep emerald green satin, hugging her curves closely all the way down to her shoes; they were covered in matching green satin material.
Around her neck and hanging into her generous décolletage was a necklace made up of sparkly little diamond chips and a striking red (lab-created) ruby stone right in the center. Her matching earrings (studs) had small 3mm rubies. The red stones were an excellent contrast with the emerald dress.
I have to admit, looking in the mirror, I do feel elegant.
With her hair arranged, and her preferred light amount of makeup applied, Melanie was ready for the evening. It was time!
Parked in front of the complex lobby was a very large limousine. It was evidently based on a truck foundation, for the roof was very high and the passenger area was extremely roomy. Jacob was already waiting inside for her. His new wheelchair had been moved into the back, and there was plenty of room for his damaged legs to stretch out.
“My goodness! You are so beautiful, Melanie. Thank you for tonight. I will never forget it.”
“That’s an amazing suit you’re wearing, Jacob. It’s too bad you had to slice open the pant legs to get them over your casts. Shall we go?”
Twenty Minutes Later.
Melanie was nervous. The restaurant was so exclusive, it didn’t have a sign. There were only a couple of other tables in sight, and the other diners were very elegantly turned out, from what she could see. There were no menus handed out. Tonight’s offerings were chalked out on a board at the entrance. She only had a brief moment to view the menu before they were conveyed to their table.
At least at their table there was ample space for Jacob’s casted legs and wheelchair.
Sixty Minutes Later.
“I cannot believe how delicious everything was. Until tonight, I thought I didn’t like some of those vegetables. Wow. Thank you, Jacob. This was an exquisite meal I will always remember.”
Before he could react, she snatched the leather folder from his side of the table. There was no complexity to the bill for tonight’s meal. It listed two meals, the fancy bottle of wine they had almost finished, tax, and the total: $860.
Melanie gasped. She couldn’t believe her eyes. She closed the folder and handed it back, then put her forehead into the palm of her hand, resting that elbow on the table. “I don’t believe it.”
“Melanie, please. Let’s go home, and we can talk. Until then, remember how delicious it all was, and how we enjoyed sharing a great time with each other.”
Back out in front of the restaurant, she helped Jacob into the limo and then the driver took care of the wheelchair. After a little reflection, she reached over and took his hand, and smiled warmly.
At the complex, Melanie made a point of thanking the driver for taking such good care of them. Jacob assured her that the fees and tip were all taken care of, so they sent him off, and rolled to the elevator to ride up to her apartment.
In Melanie’s bedroom, she said, “Hang on for a minute while I get undressed and put away everything.” When the jewelry was put away, and the gown and shoes put back in the closet, what was left was an elegant red lace bra and wispy panty set, which she modeled for his hungry eyes and then removed.
Naked, she started on his suit. Next, she pulled off the silk tie, the white shirt, the belt, the black slipper socks, and unfastened the pants at the waist.
“Alright, let’s get you on the bed.” She crouched slightly in front of him, and he put his arms over her shoulders. Lifting with her legs, she got him up out of the chair. The pants dropped to the floor, and she turned and let him down to sit on the edge of the mattress. The next step was also routine, he pushed down with both hands so she could grasp and pull down his white briefs.
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